Far Cry of the Ear

FAR CRY OF THE EAR EAR: I can't marry you as a husband Because you have caused me so much pains, You are also too thinny and noisy for my liking But friendship can be better than marriage. MOSQUITO: No! You must marry me or I will Keep singing to you the love song When you are asleep until you Accept my proposer as your husband. I shall not give you Freedom until I marry you. EAR: Then shall I chase you away from my home. You said I am primitive and does not befits you, I pour out the water of my heart to love you but You treated me like a foolish mad woman. And you said you needed modern things not me, I don't love you any more, dear mosquito. I need my freedom, the song of you should always Be a song of praise not of hatred and rudeness. MOSQUITO: You must love me ear or forever be my slave, An enemy to you and your primitive generations. Woman of Africa, who says you are not pretty anyway? All I needed is you whether pretty or ugly, my heart. Skips a beat at the sight of your beauty. I must marry you my dear ear or forever be my slave. EAR: I can't love you anymore Dear mosquito But if you insist in my affection, Be ready to die before your time on my ear.